» every broken promise

Iskra Let it go, just let it be, you be you, and I'll be me "Maybe she wants his favor," Iskra suggested, as he slipped up beside his brother Zekle who stood beside the fire-marked mare and the volcanic colt. He recognized her from a younger day of his on Helovia, when he'd gone exploring. He leaned around his brother to better see her, and smiled, but it lacked his usual vigor and soon enough his attention flicked back to the other colt. He'd seen him around too, mostly with Otem and Volterra. "It's not a good idea to defy gods, especially him," Iskra went on, quiet, so as not to draw much attention. "I think we've all learned that by now," he said more solemnly - though clearly not everyone had as others still chose to test Kaos. "Listening to him, helping him, might be the best way to survive," Iskra mused, watching the beast work in the strange waters with the morbid artifacts. "I can't stomach it though," he muttered, unable to watch the demon much longer and so turning his gaze instead to the lightning trails of his brother; they were reminiscient of his mother. The same mother Kaos killed. For that reason, and other reasons like Tae and Grusha, Iskra would never help Kaos. Still, Iskra intended to survive, maybe suss out a weakness some day, so here was here, and admittedly was as curious as any young boy ever was. Ampere might have understood Kaos' motives - you took my land and killed my gods, so I'll steal you from your home and kill yours (and anyone else dumb enough to defy). Iskra though, he just couldn't understand the notion of an eye for an eye, not if it turned the whole world blind. Two wrongs don't make a right, and so in that respect, however justified Kaos felt about the atrocities he had committed, he was not granted them. Whatever attempts he made now was just band-aids on bullet holes, and that shit doesn't help. Holding onto something we don't need All this delusion in our heads Is gonna bring us to our knees

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@"Zekle" @Kiada @"Vulkan"